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The Shoe

The morning sun creeped towards Phoebe as her mother started to rush up the stairs, "Dearest, the Grand Duke is hunting for a girl who lost her slipper at the ball, did you see anyone?" Madame Moore started to take clothing from Phoebe's closet and handed it to her daughter, "You don't need to worry about it dearest, just get ready. The Duke is coming over to place a shoe on you, if it fits, you'll marry the Prince." Phoebe started to undress and wear her regular gown; it seemed the Prince really did miss her.

The doors started to erupt in noise, knocking. Phoebe walked down the stairs as a trumpet started to play, "Announcing his Imperial grace the Grand Duke." The Duke walked into the house and admired the inside. "I see, is this the only maiden in this household?" The Duke asked, looking at Phoebe.

"Apart from my wife, yes." M. Moore put his arm around Madame Moore's waist protectively, "I see, shall we begin the trying on of the slipper?" A little man- the one playing the trumpet -walked inside the chateau and revealed the glass slipper. Phoebe sat down and removed her own shoe; the tiny person placed the shoe upon her foot.

It fit perfectly.

Phoebe's parents gasped as the Duke and his little friend started to clap, "It seems we've found our missing maiden!" The Duke declared as he turned to Phoebe's parents, "Shall we all head towards the palace and inform his Highness?" Her parents started to nod. The Duke turned on his heel and trotted back to the carriage with the Moore's in tow.

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Ella had finally escaped her room with the help of her mouse friends, as she ran down the stairs, she saw a strange sight. Drizella and Anastasia bawling their eyes out as Lady Tremaine started to walk up the stairs towards Ella, Tremaine smirked sinisterly towards the girl, "It seems you're too late Cinderella, the Grand Duke has found the missing girl." Ella started to shake; how could it be? She was the girl whom the Prince danced with that night, not the Fausse!

Ella ran out of the chateau and saw a carriage at the front of the Moore's house. "NO!" Ella started to race towards the carriage, but it had started to move, as Ella peered into the window, she saw Phoebe. "TRAITOR!" Ella screamed at the carriage, her fists clenched with rage, how could Phoebe betray her?

Ella sank to the ground and did the only thing she thought was reasonable at the time, she followed them all the way to the palace. Ella had brought Gus and Jaq with her for this journey, she needed all the help she could receive.

Ella snuck into the castle through the servant's entrance and convinced the Head of Staff that she was the 'Royal Mouse Catcher', now all she needed was proof that the Prince was under a spell. Her thoughts seemed to be clouded with anger, the anger slowly started to turn to insanity.

"If we split up, we'll find that Fausse faster!" Cinderella told the mice as they scurried off to find Phoebe. That traitor will learn that her 'Happily Ever After', belongs to me. Ella thought to herself sinisterly as an insane grin spread upon her face.

He is under a spell, and I'll prove it!

Fausse: Female Liar in French

Faux: Male liar in French

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